Wang Chuan did not relax at all because of Liu He's politeness, but was even more vigilant about this person, on the road to cultivating immortals, in the face of the opponent who grabbed resources, there was no trace of affection to talk about, whether it was a brother or an enemy, in the end, they basically went to the same end, only to fight to the death, although this person smiled and smiled, but he could go all the way, and finally stood on the final field, which proved that he was by no means a soft person.

In the face of a powerful opponent, Wang Chuan did not dare to slack off, the black crystal shield hovered beside him, the Xuanmang sword hung on the top and vibrated slightly, Liu He's frog banner Wang Chuan had already seen it, and he roughly understood its function, but this small net was shining and shining, and it looked extremely extraordinary, and Wang Chuan had to pay attention to it with a little bit of divine thought.

Wang Chuan estimated that in addition to the protective body, this silver net should also have a similar means of actively grabbing magic weapons, the original net-like magic weapons and flying swords are born to restrain each other, although they have great confidence in the sharpness of the Xuanmang Sword, but if Liu He uses the wind blade to continuously attack and slow down, this silver net can cause a fatal threat to the Xuanmang Sword.

A few thoughts turned in his heart, but Wang Chuan put away the Xuanmang Sword and replaced it with a Xuantie sledgehammer, and at the same time, the Brute Bull Technique and the Wind Resist were also blessed on his body.

Seeing Wang Chuan's move of putting away the Xuanmang Sword, Liu He's face showed a slight expression of appreciation, as Wang Chuan expected, the silver net above his head is also a rare high-grade magic weapon, extremely tough, the flying sword is difficult to hurt, and the wind blade technique is nine out of ten to catch the general flying sword,

Liu He's hands were not slow at all, the frog banner danced continuously, and several wind blades flew past seemingly chaotically.

Wang Chuan's heart froze, Liu He was really extraordinary, but this seemingly flying wind blade was just right to seal Wang Chuan's offensive route, and then rushed up according to the original route, and then he took the initiative to get over to the wind blade.

Wang Chuan pointed to the black crystal shield, with the injection of mana, the black crystal shield instantly became larger and blocked in front of him like a door panel, although the black crystal shield at this time could not protect the whole body like a shield, but in terms of the single side of protection, those shields surrounding the whole body were beyond reach.

Against the overwhelming wind blades, Wang Chuan just buried his head and rushed hard, the opponent was stronger than the long-range attack, and his Xuanmang sword was faintly defeated, so the only way was to get close.

Facing Wang Chuan, who was rushing in a hurry, Liu He's face still did not change, the frog flag in his hand waved again and again, and then the tip of the flag pointed at Wang Chuan, and a huge wind blade flew out and hit him head-on.

Wang Chuan, who was hiding behind the shield and rushing with his head down, only felt that the black crystal shield trembled violently, and he almost couldn't control the black crystal shield, and there was a hoarse and unpleasant sound on the shield surface, which was caused by the violent friction between the high-speed vibrating wind blade and the shield surface.

Wang Chuan leaned down and put his shoulders on the shield, which was able to withstand the wind blade, but in this way, the original momentum was blocked. Wang Chuan, who was holding the wind blade with all his strength behind the shield, suddenly felt something strange in his legs. Looking down, it was a gray rope that was wrapped around like a spirit snake, Wang Chuan's mind turned sharply, and he still used his whole body to hold the shield, but he let the rope wrap around his body.

Wang Chuan thought very clearly, once he turned his head to deal with the gray rope, the black crystal shield without Wang Chuan was bound to be blown over by the wind blade, and without the shield to defend himself, Wang Chuan, who faced the wind blade, was afraid that he would be injured immediately, and if he was eager to deal with the gray rope, he would probably become a living target who was tied up at that time.

What's more, Wang Chuan is still very confident in his body and strength, first withstanding this wave of giant wind blades, and then dealing with the rope with his free hands, although he was tied like a zongzi, Wang Chuan did not panic, just stabilized his body, and let the shield be slowly pushed back by the wind blade.

Slowly pushed to the middle of the ring, Wang Chuan suddenly felt a lightness on his body, it turned out that the giant wind blade had disappeared, and he hesitated at the moment, and began to inhale deeply, letting the gray rope follow more and more tightly, after a while, he suddenly roared, and the strength of his whole body burst out without reservation, and the gray rope was unreservedly broken, and Wang Chuan, who had regained his freedom, immediately pinched the law with his hand, "Mist Technique!" A white cloud of mist shrouded most of the ring.

Seeing this, Liu He stopped completing most of the legal decision, changed his hand, waved his sleeve robe, and in an instant, the wind blew cleanly, but the fog in the sky was blown clean, and then several wind blades forced Wang Chuan, who was trying to approach, back.

Liu He's quick reaction frustrated Wang Chuan's intention to sneak closer, and the two of them came and went, and the scene seemed to be in a stalemate for a while.

Wang Chuan seemed to slowly and quickly wander around Liu He, patiently waiting for Liu He to reveal his flaws, and from time to time released a few ice picks to harass him, Liu He waved the frog flag one by one to resolve at the same time, his face finally slowly became solemn, the opponent made him feel like he had no way to start, and then dragged it down after all, it was not good for himself, thinking of this, Liu He's eyes were fixed, and he seemed to have made some kind of decision in his heart, and his right hand immediately patted the storage bag, and his hand was already buckled with a silver and red seal.

The Thunder Fire Talisman, a first-order lower grade spirit talisman, contains thunder and lightning, and is powerful, almost worthy of a casual blow from an ordinary Peiyuan period disciple, and the disciples at the peak of leisure and qi cultivation can't resist at all, Liu He also spent a lot of money to buy one, and originally planned to use it to get a good ranking in the big competition next year.

Wang Chuan still swam away without hurry, waiting for his opponent to show even a flaw.

The opportunity soon came, and Liu He seemed to be reciting a long spell, intending to cast a powerful spell.

Wang Chuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately pounced like a tiger with a hammer, and just approached a foot in front of Liu He, Liu He's right hand was gently raised, and a fluttering talisman seemed to hit it slowly.

What is this? Wang Chuan felt that there was a huge power contained in it, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart, "It's not good, I can't hide from it." Wang Chuan, who was still in a state of rushing, couldn't make a dodge move at all, and in a short moment, Wang Chuan only had time to summon the black crystal shield, and then the mana of his whole body was injected lifelessly, and the black crystal shield rose in the wind, just in time to meet the floating thunder fire talisman.

There was a violent explosion, and there was a thunder roar in the middle, Wang Chuan seemed to feel that he was hit head-on by a raging ancient beast, and the defense of the black crystal shield was incomparable, Rao was so, Wang Chuan was also thrown high by the explosion, and fell heavily in the middle of the ring.

This talisman actually has such great power! Even the Black Crystal Shield has been damaged a lot, if it is replaced by other full-body defensive magic weapons, Wang Chuan estimates that he will not be seriously injured directly.

Standing up, with Wang Chuan's strong physique, he felt soreness and pain all over his body.

didn't have time to think about it, Liu He finished casting the spell, a huge wind blade was roaring, Wang Chuan barely condensed the last mana to control the damaged black crystal shield to meet it, the mana had been exhausted, and then he had to rely on his own strength to resist.

The wind blade quickly cut and rubbed on the shield surface, making a hoarse and ugly sound, Wang Chuan gritted his teeth and struggled, and was pushed back step by step by the huge thrust, he did not give up, because he believed that the opponent's mana should also be exhausted.

At this time, a group of high-level officials on the stage in the distance paid attention to this battle again.

"Both of them are running out of mana, so it's up to them to see who can hold on. Zhao Li stroked his long white beard.

"It should be the eighty-first Wang Chuan who can win, this son has a strong body and extraordinary strength, and the current situation is very beneficial to him. Li Qing is very optimistic about Wang Chuan.

The rest of the people also bowed slightly.

As soon as he said this, Li Qing raised his eyes and glanced into the distance, "The victory has been divided, Wang Chuan has won." ”

"Since Xiaobi has landed, I don't know if this Wang Chuan is worth cultivating, and his mental means are all the best choices. The middle-aged beauty spoke.

"Although this son has good mental means, but his qualifications are too poor, only four meridians have been opened! This time, Xiaobi relied on the style of physical cultivation to win by luck, maybe the early half body and half method can be considered good, but with his lower qualifications, his cultivation path is probably over here, so is it still worth cultivating? By the way, didn't he just recruit a new disciple who forged the body of gold, this is what is worth our great efforts to support, and the next ten years later, it will be the time when our Xuandu Peak raises his eyebrows. Gao Yun spoke slowly.

"That'...... Next year's big competition?" Zhao Li hesitated.

"Let's have a destiny, next year, Dabi and other peaks will basically cultivate special spirits, we can't fight anyway, just endure it again, and after ten years, we will fight for all the lost faces, and then I want to see what those old immortals say!" Gao Yun made a final decision.

"Senior Brother Zhao, by the way, you will send this small competition reward, there is something in the cave, I will leave first. Immediately, when Gao Yun stepped on the flying sword, a sentence floated down from afar.

Wang Chuan could barely stand on his feet, and the final round of outbursts exhausted his last strength before he barely knocked Liu He out of the court.

The top ten of Xiaobi lined up on the high platform in the middle, waiting quietly, and more than 1,000 gray-clothed disciples in the audience blocked the water around the high platform, looking up at the top ten with unlimited scenery on this platform.

The light flashed, and Zhao Li, the deputy leader, appeared in front of everyone on the stage.

"The Xuandu Peak Small Competition has ended, the ten of you are the true elite of my Xuandu Peak, and next year's Great Sect Competition will depend on you. Zhao Li's sleeve robe waved forward, and ten storage bags appeared neatly in front of everyone, "This is your little reward, I hope you will work hard to cultivate." ”

Immediately, three brilliant magic weapons of different shapes were suspended in the air, a small blue-gold sword, a black and heavy seal, and a white bead.

"The Flowing Shadow Sword, a high-grade magic weapon, is refined with 10,000-year-old black iron fused with gold, it is extremely sharp, and the sword body is engraved with a Wind Shadow Array, and its flight and attack speed are one layer faster than ordinary flying swords. ”

"The opening seal, the high-grade magic weapon, is made of 10,000-year-old abyss iron in the depths of the earth, which is very strong, weighing 10,000 catties, and can be large or small, and can be sent and received by heart. ”

"The Ice Spirit Bead, a high-grade magic weapon, is made of a polar ice snake demon core that is more than two hundred years old, with comprehensive functions and can be attacked and defended. ”

"First place, first pick. After a brief introduction, Zhao Li motioned for Wang Chuan to come forward and choose.

Wang Chuan only hesitated slightly, and then chose what he wanted.